Xiao Bai's face was blushing red as he nodded his head gently. "Yes."
Even though Lu Yanchen's voice was indifferent, his gaze was completely cold right now. "You know what's first love?"
Xiao Bai sensed nothing different at all since his Little Uncle was someone who always had a cold stony face.
He was smiling so widely that his eyes turned into a line. "Of course, I know about it! Grandma told me that if I have a girl I really, really like in my class, that's the feeling of first love! Grandma even said that we could be childhood sweethearts! When I look at that sister downstairs, I feel like I really like her a lot. This must be the feeling of first love!"
This smart little genius of a Xiao Bai had lost completely to the innocent maiden heart of his grandma.
Towards that mother of his who placed love above all else, Lu Yanchen was completely speechless—just what sort of garbage had she been teaching Xiao Bai all day?